The wind at night blew the stars all over the sky, and a special black car drove out of Guanlong Mountain, but it was about to stop when passing the last guard booth.

Li Siming, who was sitting in the back row, looked as usual, and the middle-aged woman wearing a cheongsam smiled slightly, not seemingly surprised.

"It seems that someone doesn't want you to go too easily."

Li Siming didn't say anything, just opened the car door and got out.

Two bright LED headlights shone on a man in black. His figure is not very burly, and he can even be said to be weak, his temples are gray, he is not very young, and a flat long hanging around his waist.

There was a black cloth wrapped around the knife handle.

When the man raised his head, he found that one eye was gray, and the other eyeball was staring at Li Siming in front of him, turning around.

As Li Siming approached, the man's hand was pressed on the hilt of the knife, as if a cold light would flash in the next second.

When the man started to speak, he could hear the sound a little hoarse, as if he was deliberately lowering his voice and talking. People who don’t know would think that this guy had been drunk for three days and three nights.

"You said that you won't come back."

Li Siming said "yes".

"But you breached the contract." The one eye was filled with fierce light, while the other eye was still gray.

"I'm sorry, I'm wrong, I'll leave now." Li Siming said with his hands behind his back.

"You..." The one-eyed man was suddenly stunned.

He felt that Li Siming should have admitted his fault and corrected his mistakes when he knew it, and was already scared by himself.

But no matter how I thought about it, I felt something was wrong, so I recovered.

"Fuck! You're done, of course you have to leave! You said you couldn't come back at the beginning, but now you can come and leave as soon as you say, what do you think of what you said before?" the man roared.

It seems to be full of anger.

Li Siming frowned, as if he was thinking.

After a long time.

He then raised his head, looked at the one-eyed man in front of him, and said in a tentative tone: "What a f*ck?"

The one-eyed man took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions.

In the current war, excessive anger will not play any role, but will affect your own sword drawing. It is not a street gangster fighting courage. You can gain some advantages by relying on anger. For real masters, anger will only have side effects.

, When you lose your mind, you lose half of it.

"Since you're here, don't leave!"

After saying this, the man snatched his feet and rushed towards Li Siming.

The movement was very fast, and the rushing was like a beast rushing. During this process, his hand was already pressed on the hilt of the knife. The silver light was particularly dazzling under the light of the headlights, but Li Siming just pulled the knife halfway through.

One hand was pressed on the other party's wrist, and he smashed half of the knife back into the scabbard.

"The stars are good tonight, I don't want to fight." Li Siming looked at his eyes and said softly.

The man shouted angrily, and his eyes were filled with fierce light.

"You said you didn't fight, so don't fight?"

He didn't like Li Siming's tone very much, and felt that he was despised. He clearly came with anger and was determined to keep Li Siming. The other party's words "I don't want to fight" made him look like a mentally retarded.

Who can tolerate it?

So he drew his sword again, and the blade rubbed against the scabbard and made a clang of metal sliding sound.

Li Siming frowned, and his two fingers clamped the thin blade, pulling a wisp of energy.

With a "clang" sound, the blade was sent back again.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand, held the wrist of the one-eyed man, pulled it in front of him, moved his elbow lightly, and hit the other person's chest.

The man let out a muffled groan, endured the pain in his chest, staggered a few steps, but he also seized the opportunity to hold the knife with one hand, but when he turned around, Li Siming had already arrived, fell down, and stepped on the hilt of the knife.

Up, this time, not only was he about to be unsheathed and kicked back again, but he also felt tearing from the tiger's mouth holding the knife.

With the help of stepping on the scabbard, Li Siming put one hand behind his back, swelled up his long shirt, jumped up, raised his legs and pushed his knees against the one-eyed man's chest, the latter's face turned pale and his body couldn't hold it.

Backed up, and dust rolled up under his feet.

Blood was already spilling out of the corners of his mouth. This time, Li Siming stood in the distance without moving, and he did not draw his sword again.

Watching Li Siming return to the car, he remained silent and moved his footsteps to the side. The red taillights became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared into the darkness. There was still silence around him. The insects that were free and dared not be silent would emit summer.

The sound of the sun.

His hand trembled slightly, and then slowly placed it on the hilt of the knife. He lowered his head and glanced at it, his mouth widened, showing a bitter smile.

In the car, Li Siming shook his long gown and his face turned as usual.

For the battle that happened before, just pretend that it had never happened.

The cheongsam woman chuckled: "It is said that Qi Changguang is a man with superb sword skills and his sword skills can be ranked among the top three in the Daxia Kingdom, but in front of you, he doesn't even have the chance to draw his sword. This shows that this person's name is too much."

Li Siming shook his head slightly and did not agree with this statement.

"Qi Changguang is raising a knife."

"Knife?"

"I have been raising a knife for twenty years. If that knife is released, I will not be my opponent. There are very few warriors in the entire Great Xia Kingdom who can catch that knife. Even if I really catch it, I will definitely pay a lot of money.

The price.”

The cheongsam woman smiled: "Then you dare to get off the car? Are you not afraid?"

"Not afraid." Li Siming's eyes were deep, "He has been raising a knife for twenty years and will not slash at the human race, otherwise it would be a pity."

The cheongsam woman put away the smile on her face and became serious.

“It’s respectable.”

"Yes." Li Siming responded, turned his face away and stopped talking.

...

Xingcheng has been still calm these days. Because of the effect of the formation, few people know about what happened in the villa area that night last night.

Fang Yu's parents, perhaps the biggest victim, were only on a business trip for one night, and they were gone home after returning home, and even their only son was half dead. They didn't even have the right to visit.

Except for the base being smashed into a rotten demon-removal office by a ruthless woman, there seems to be no splash.

It is worth mentioning that the captain of the Demon Elimination Agency, as a B-level master, has not dared to sleep all night for the past few days. As long as he falls into a coma, he wakes up every half an hour.

I must be sweating profusely at the same time.

The horror of a dreammaker is reflected here, which is hard to guard against. As long as you close your eyes and sleep, you will fall into a dream woven by a dreammaker. Any kind of bizarreness may happen. For example, dreaming that you are naked on the street

His body was chased by a group of strong men.

The most terrifying pain from the chrysanthemum after waking up.
Chapter completed!